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I am a perfected gem: into the midst of the worlds and ages am I cast down. I am an iron club, a great rocky crag.
Any demon that dasheth himself against me will be shattered and if I strike at him he will be dashed to pieces.
Any demon which reareth its head, any amulet-imp which setteth its countenance against these souls in malice, overlooking them, will be thrashed and struck by 'Usfar-Manharbiel-'Staqlus, the little child who dwelleth upon pure springs of light, (yea) beaten with the mace of water by which Fire was beaten out and extinguished; (and) by the strength of Mān the Healer and by the strength of elect righteous (men).
And Life is victorious. |
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